Ashley and Byron Check In

Hey guys, this is Ashley.

I haven't written for a long time, but now I'm back and ready to answer any questions and comments you have.

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Well, I just wanted to let you know a little more about my hubby (how corny! oh well) and me. We first met in high school; I was a sophomore and he was a senior. I just think that we were meant to be because he went to every elementary school I went to, but we just never met each other. We also had the some of the same teachers! Weird, huh?

Well, back to my story I was in my fourth period PE class and then in walks in my teacher's aide, Byron. For some reason I told my friend that was sitting next to me, "I bet you we are going to end up talking." I just had that gut feeling.

Well, we got to know each other and became friends first, and we would talk about our problems all the time. He had a girlfriend and I was talking to somebody, so we never took it to another level other than friends. Until one day Byron runs up to me and says I broke up with my girlfriend, he was all excited. It was then that I knew he had feelings for me.

Then, I don't know how we started playing this corny game, but he would tell me a couple of letters that were in the name of a girl he liked and I started telling him a couple of letters in the name of a boy I liked. Guess who it ended up to be? I was telling him letters in his name and he was telling me letters in my name! So then he decides to ask me out, and I said "No." You know, you've got to play hard to get sometimes!

A week or two later he tried to ask me again, but he didn't actually ask me. He tried doing hand signals because he was speechless. (Who does hand signals? Who is that corny? My husband, apparently.) He started doing heart signals and, of course, I acted dumb and said, "What do you mean?" Then he put two fingers together and crossed them then I got tired of the hand signals and said, "Just say what you want to say," then he said, "You know what I mean, do you want
to be my girlfriend?" I said, "Yes!" We have been together ever since March 5, 2003.

Oh my gosh, I've got to tell you about he proposed! I'll keep it short this
time. September 24, 2006, my birthday. He pissed me off so bad that day that I was in the room crying the whole night. At like 11:55, he calls me
outside and apologizes and hugs me. Then while he is hugging me he pulls out the ring from behind his back and points at it. Guess what he tried to do again? Hand gestures! Yeah, I said it: hand gestures.

I asked him what he said. "You know." Then I was like, "No I don't know. What?" Then he came out with it and said, "Will you MARRY me?" First I said, "Punk
ass!" I was still kind of mad. "YES!!!" He says he planned it like this all along, to get me mad, but I think he is lying.

There is only one letter Byron had ever wrote me and it took him two weeks to write. It is so corny! Here it goes, some examples of Byron's sensitive side:

"I will bend down and tie your show if you want me to."
"I hope our love goes up north and not down south."
"I love you like a fat kid loves cake."

Here are a couple of tips from us:

1. Stay strong, no matter what anybody says.
2. Always show love and affection.
3. Tell each other you love each other everyday.
4. Stay true to each other.
5. And always put God first and everything will come out right.

Thanks!